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Single Of The Year Talkshow Boy Sings An Aria by Talkshow Boy Lyrics

Genre: pop | Year: 2006

13,000 hardcore kids spazzing out in an underwater slam pit
I wanna go where the people don't sleep
Cuz there's so much stuff cuz there's so many stimuli
13,000 hardcore kids spazzing out in an underwater slam pit

Ben Affleck
Matt Damon (x4)

13,000 hardcore kids spazzing out in an underwater slam pit
I wanna go where the people don't sleep
Cuz there's so much stuff cuz there's so many stimuli
I throw my hands in the air
And pray to the god that my Tamagotchi is fine
How the fuck do I care for a real kid
No girls want me enough to get pregnant
If I'm too twee then I'll sing about guns when I prefеr my favorite albums
Hey I saw The Rеsidents play it
They'll sing Always Wasted
Elton John is gay

Don't put pretty flowers in your hair if you're allergic to the pollen
You'll get hay fever you break out in a sweat
When we make love we'll cut up headlines and mail them to our families
Reading "give us lots of money, promise safe and prompt returns"
You are the one
Ben Affleck
Matt Damon (x4)

"Play another one of your spiffy tunes?"

Every time I put my money where my mouth is I get the same emcee
Tommy Lee has too many posters wack off blow then they fell from the drapes of Will Smith's load
We'll talk shit in the cab ride home, feel real special if the driver let's us smoke
I eat what I barely know give me deep fried meat, hard meat and a diet coke
You'll admit that you like shit films, that you like the shit films that you like
You'll argue forever that I like dumb bands, but I get ahead on my motorbike
Cuz I can live forever and my songs have taste
Kinda nuts like saying no shoes, no sex
Anoint at my arms and anoint at my legs and anoint at my hands you make me feel so blessed

And think about the girls I used to like I should've fluttered
If it bothers me in retrospect I won't see them again until we're dead
It kind of shakes me up when people just dismiss me as electro karaoke crap
I'm way more punk than that, just ask my friends
There are flowers in your hair and you're allergic to the pollen
You'll get hay fever you break out in a sweat
When we make love we'll cut up headlines and mail them to our families
Reading "Give us lots of money, promise safe and prompt returns"
You are the one

Close your eyes and think of England